Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies Chapter 474: isn't she dead

  Chapter 474 Isn't she dead?

   "Why didn't it work?"

   "According to what your mother said, how much manpower and material resources will it take to excavate from the mountain? This, this is not cost-effective."

   "It's a good deal. If it can be dug, it will not only solve the annual drought in Los Angeles, but also provide a good place for the victims who flock to Los Angeles." Xiao Jin understood Su Ying's plan as soon as he heard it.

  In the case that it is determined to be feasible, now is a good ti to dig.

This year, many fields in Los Angeles have no crops. People who have no food during this period can only wait to starve to death. If they are not properly arranged, it will have a bad impact on so areas. If they have a job at this ti , can also earn the rations of the family, they are definitely willing to participate.

   Digging ditches and opening mountains is a long-term and arduous task that requires a lot of manpower, so it is perfect to do it at this ti.

  However, the more specific steps of this matter require the people from the Ministry of Industry and the officials in charge of Los Angeles to conduct precise calculations to know whether it is feasible.

  When Wei Zhongming saw Xiao Jin open his mouth, he remained silent. For so reason, he always felt that this Beijing official must be too big for him to provoke.

  Zhou Xiangrong stood aside, her gaze swept over Su Ying's face, but her eyes were not deliberate, so they would not attract the attention of others.

  She turned her almond eyes and landed on Xiao Jin again. She had an ordinary face but had an extraordinary temperant. She felt that this man must be extraordinary.

  She tried her best to minimize her sense of existence, until Wei Zhongming looked up and found that she was still on the side.

   "My lady, after you left the city, a plague broke out in the affected areas outside the city, but don't worry, the disease has been cured by Miss Zhou."

  Zhou Xiangrong heard Wei Zhongming ntioning himself, and then slowly walked up to Su Ying and bowed, "Little girl sees the empress."

  Su Ying noticed Zhou Xiangrong when she walked into Jin's study room, she didn't say anything to chase people away because she knew what they said was fine for others to hear.

   Now that Zhou Xiangrong walked into a bright place, Su Ying could see her appearance clearly, and her brows frown into the word Sichuan.

  She seems to have seen her sowhere, but the mory may be too vague, and she can't rember it for a while.

  But what Wei Zhongming said surprised her. The plague broke out and was cured so quickly?

  Since ancient tis, the shortest epidemic has been tossed for several months or more than half a year. Counting her departure ti is less than half a month, isn't this too fast?

   "What disease has been cured?"

  Wei Zhongming said: "That's right, Madam, I have already asked many doctors to go and see, and I am sure that those sick people have really recovered."

  Su Ying believes that there will be powerful people in every era, but such a highly contagious infectious disease can be cured in such a short period of ti, and the source of the disease has been blocked, which makes her sowhat skeptical.

   "Where is the dical record and the prescription for treatnt, show it to ."

  Zhou Xiangrong quickly raised his head and glanced at Su Ying, "Go back to your mother, the little girl never brought the sick book with her, so the little girl Fang Zi can write it out for your mother."

  Su Ying asked her to write, while Wei Zhongming asked the officials to fetch the dical records.

   Zhou Xiangrong wrote the prescription and presented it to Su Ying. After reading the prescription, Su Ying knew it was for treating the heart.

"May I have your na?"

   "Little girl Zhou Xiangrong."

   "Background?"

   "The little girl's father is Bo'anhou, and the little girl is the eldest lady of Bo'anhou's mansion."

  Su Ying asked a question and Zhou Xiangrong answered without saying a word. She looked supple and courteous, but not tactful enough to make people think she was a scheming person.

  Xiao Jin's brows and eyes moved slightly, "The Marquis of Bo'an has been in Beijing for generations, why are you in Los Angeles?"

  Which wealthy family would allow their unmarried daughter to travel so far alone.

Hearing this, Zhou Xiangrong pursed his lips, "My lord, last month was the anniversary of the death of the little girl's mother. Her mother is from Lincheng. After her mother passed away, the bones were sent back to Lincheng. The little girl misses her mother and will co to Lincheng every year. Occasionally, I would stay for a few days for worship, and then I heard that there was a plague in Los Angeles, so I wanted to co and have a look."

  Her words were cryptic, but revealed a lot of information. When a woman marries and obeys her husband, when the wife dies, she will naturally hide in the grave of her husband's family. There is no reason for her to return to her mother's house, unless there are so unknown reasons.

   During the interrogation, the official ca back with the sick book.

   "Your Majesty, the dical record is here."

  Su Ying took the dical record and read it carefully.

   There are several doctor's versions of this dical record, so that Su Ying can better understand the patient's real illness.

  For a while, only the sound of Su Ying flipping the pages of the book was left in the study, and no one made a sound.

  After reading it once, Su Ying had an idea in her mind, she closed the dical booklet and said, "Have all the patients been cured?"

   "Go back to your mother, it's almost close."

  Su Ying frowned slightly, "What I want is an accurate answer, yes or no."

  Wei Zhongming quickly glanced at the butler next to him, and the butler quickly said knowingly: "Go back to your mother, everything is cured, it's just this afternoon, and everything is healed."

  To be on the safe side, Su Ying planned to visit the cured patients and asked Wei Zhongming to prepare the car.

  Wei Zhongming did not dare to disobey, and imdiately asked the housekeeper to do so.

  Su Ying stood up and glanced at Zhou Xiangrong, "You follow."

"yes."

  There was only one carriage parked outside the gate of the mansion. During this period of ti, the governnt was busy all over the place, and everything that could be used was used. This carriage was still used by Wei Zhongming, and he was reluctant to use it for public use.

  Xiao Jin helped Su Ying get into the car, and then followed up himself. Wei Zhongming also wanted to get into the car, but when he t Xiao Jin's dark eyes in a blink of an eye, he imdiately shrank back.

  Zhou Xiangrong sat down beside the coachman with his eyes downcast, and didn't intend to enter the carriage.

   After Xiao Jin closed the door, the carriage started slowly.

  Xiao Jin held Su Ying's hand, pulled him into his arms and hugged him. He doesn't like his disguised identity very much now, so he can't get too close to her in front of others.

  Su Ying leaned against Xiao Jin's arms, it was more comfortable to sit on him.

   "The current Mrs. Bo Anhou is the stepmother?"

  Xiao Jin pondered for a mont before saying: "It should be."

In the capital city full of aristocrats, Bo Anhou's mansion is really not ranked high. If it is overcrowded, it is a third-rate family. This generation of Bo'anhou in Beijing is only a moderate sixth-rank mansion. Petty official, if Zhou Xiangrong's generation can no longer produce capable people, the title of the Marquis will be taken back. Back then, the title of Marquis Bo'an could only be inherited for three generations. recovered.

  Judging from Zhou Xiangrong's words, it can be seen that she is probably not favored at ho.

  But Su Ying doesn't care about these things, she wants to know how she cured the disease in a short period of ti.

  Su Ying closed her eyes slowly, a clear mory flashed in her mind suddenly, and she sat up straight.

  Seeing this, Xiao Jin wondered, "What's wrong?"

  Su Ying's brows and eyes were all downcast, and she said quietly: "She...isn't she already dead?"